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Chapter 167

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MARCO

I sat up slowly, every movement weighted, like I was dragging my body out of quicksand. The metallic scent of blood clung to the air, sharp and inescapable. My eyes flicked down to Danzo’s lifeless body sprawled on the floor, his blood spreading in a dark pool beneath him. My stomach churned, but I forced my gaze away from the sickening sight and looked up at Sarah.

She was still frozen, the gun trembling in her hands like a leaf caught in a storm. Her fingers were clamped so tightly around it that her knuckles were bone-white. Her chest heaved, her breaths sharp and erratic, like she couldn’t get enough air.

“Sarah…” I whispered her name, my voice gentle but insistent, trying to break through the fog I could see clouding her mind.

She didn’t respond. Her wide, glassy eyes stayed fixed on Danzo, unblinking. Her grip on the gun didn’t loosen, and for a terrifying moment, I thought she might fire again.

“Sarah,” I said again, louder this time, my voice shaking but determined. I pu
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